Friday, 29 April 2011

Gulf of Aqaba

We now have Egypt off the port rail and are heading for the Gulf of Aqaba. We will be taking the right fork at the north end of the Red Sea and traveling northeast to our next stop. We are expected to dock at the port of Aqaba at about 5 a.m. tomorrow morning. For the rest of today we will still have Saudi Arabia off the starboard rail but just prior to docking we enter Jordanian territory.

Aqaba, a town of just over 100,000 is Jordan’s only seaport. It is where Lawrence of Arabia beat the Turks in the Battle of Aqaba during the First World War. We will be stopping there to stage for the overland transit on our expedition to the ruins at Petra, which from the build-up we have been hearing may be the highlight of the entire cruise.  It will be a long day tomorrow and the next blog may be late getting posted but hang in there and we will undoubtedly have some great pictures of the temples and tombs, which are hewn from the rose-red sandstone cliffs.

We heard through the grapevine that one of our Jordanian guides is trapped in Syria. He went over there to visit some time ago and can’t get back because Syria has closed the borders. As you all know, there has been a marked escalation in violence in Syria as we have been steaming up the Red Sea. Hopefully, we can get a suitable replacement guide.

My dear wife is watching the Royal Wedding on the big screen in the Nautica Lounge. I am glad that the wedding is today and not tomorrow because I would have been going to Petra by myself. 

Thursday, 28 April 2011

Eritrea


The Red Sea is a long and narrow body of water. We have been traveling at an average of 19 knots since we left the Gulf of Aden and we are still 750 miles short of Aqaba, Jordan. Currently we have Saudi Arabia off the starboard rail and Eritrea off the port rail but very shortly we shall pass the Sudanese border to the west and will travel along that country’s coastline for the rest of the day. The temperature is a constant 30 degrees C and the barometer is steady. The sea is like glass this morning, marred only by our own bow wave and wake.

My dear wife is currently at odds with an ugly party of our shipmates in the laundry room. I am certain though that she will fair better in that sort of scuffle than I would. It takes the right combination of social grace and well-placed elbows to successfully negotiate the crowd in that room. The genteel deportment of the Grand Dining Room crowd in evenings is traded for a courser, street-smart gang of roller derby queens and dockworker's wives around those washers and dryers. The Linda will prevail though.

On my MacBook Pro’s Dashboard Application, which is set to Calgary, I note that you all have been experiencing a pretty crumby spring. We are truly sorry for the awful weather that you have been having in our absence. We pray for your deliverance into a warmer and dryer environment in the near future (hopefully prior to Mid-May).   

Note calm sea off port rail 

Wednesday, 27 April 2011

Djibouti


We are sailing along here this morning in the Gulf of Aden, doing about 19 knots in a calm sea. The port city of Aden, Yemen is due north of us about twenty miles and we are at the southernmost point (12 degrees north) of our turn into the mouth of the Red Sea. Within a couple of hours we will be into Djibouti territorial waters at the narrowest point of the mouth. This is good because it should assuage the fear of those with pirate phobias.

Did you know that the largest U.S. military base in all of Africa is in Djibouti? I did not know that either until yesterday. How do I now know this? Because, there are two eminent Political Science lecturers onboard that have been keeping those that are interested completely tuned in to recent events in M.E.N.A. (Middle East and North Africa). 

We have about 1200 miles still to go before we reach Aqaba. My next report should be about this time tomorrow from the Red Sea between Saudi Arabia and Sudan. 

Tuesday, 26 April 2011

Salalah and the Gulf of Aden

Salalah is the second largest city in Oman having a population of about 300,000 people. It is not up to the standards of Muscat but the Sultan is definitely not ignoring it. Signs of capital improvements are everywhere in Salalah. New roads featuring antique street lighting and large roundabouts are being built everywhere. The roads include lush green, tree-lined boulevards and the centers of the roundabouts are beautified with colorful gardens and coconut palms. There is a nice Hilton Hotel on the beach to the south of town and that beach stretches out to the north running along the east side of town. If the growth and renewal are well managed this city could become as alluring as the capital.

We signed up for a 4-hour bus tour of some of the sights in the area. We had a nice tour guide named Ali. Ali’s English was excellent! He spoke with almost no accent and understood and answered every question that we had. He informed us that he spoke two local languages as well as Arabic and that it only took him 6 months to learn English. I guess once you are fluent in 3 languages, a fourth is no big deal. He admitted that because guiding a tour was a very rare pleasure for him, he enjoyed it because it was his only chance to practice his English. We have come to appreciate guides with a good grasp of our language because we have had some guides that were very hard to understand on this trip.  I am not trying to be hard on the individuals that we could not understand but when you pay good money to visit a place that you may only come to once in your life, having a good guide is a real important consideration.

The first stop on the agenda was a Frankincense tree. Now there are small trees around Salalah that have been planted by growers but the tour company wanted to take us to a wild tree. The area they chose for the tour, was one that was close to the Yemeni border where these trees were traditionally found. So we headed off in a southerly direction past a few camel herds and a beautiful beach into a rugged mountainous pass where we found a specimen that looked a little past its prime. Ali assured us though that we were looking at a healthy specimen and that these trees can live as long as three hundred years. So what is Frankincense? It is of course the sap of the tree that has hardened in the sun. Ali showed us how you nick the tree with a knife and then the white sap flows out onto the bark and hardens. He further explained that you then come back to the tree a day or two later to harvest the hard pellets. Later on at the souk in town there was Frankincense for sale everywhere. It all smelled the same to me but I was told there were several grades of the stuff. They are big into perfumes and incenses over here.

The next stop was the Tomb of Job. Now this kind of interested me because it was something that I knew about from Religion class in elementary school. Some of you that are reading this did not think I was ever awake in this class but I retained some of the data. I remembered that Job is a figure from the Old Testament. Now I didn’t know what to expect when we got to the Tomb but as we wound up the hill Ali re-iterated the story of Job and how it was believed that he migrated to the Salalah area from Palestine towards the end of his life. Ali’s story matches the one I remember except for the part about the migration, which was new to me. It is interesting to note that the Book of Job is shared by Christian, Jewish and Muslim faiths. The tomb though is tended to by Omani Muslims and Muslim rules prevail, so off came our shoes before we were allowed to enter the shrine. There is not really much there but central tomb is surrounded by a very nice garden and the view from up there is amazing. We had climbed somewhere between 800 and 1000 meters above sea level to get there and you could see for miles in every direction. Job had picked a good place for his final resting spot.

Finally, we went into town to check out the local souk and as I said we toured about 1001 Frankincense stalls. The Linda wasn’t so keen on the smelly stuff but was drawn in by a vendor that was hawking hand-sewn cotton tops. She battered the guy down to 3 rials (about 8 bucks) for a nice one and that was our only purchase. On the way past the last few stalls though we saw something truly amazing that we had to relate to you. There on a shirt rack featured prominently in the front of one of the stalls was a Calgary Flames t-shirt. There were no other NHL logos evident and in fact no other sports franchises represented anywhere. I think it was a sign. Next year will be the Flames big year!

We are in the Gulf of Aden now.  It is nice out but the sea is choppy. The Linda is seemingly unfazed though sitting in her lounger, reading a book. We have a long stretch at sea now as we dodge pirates and make the long right-hand turn into the Red Sea.

Yes, I said the P-word. Just so you all know and perhaps to set you at ease, I should inform you of Oceania’s precautions in this regard. They are not relying on chance to sail through these waters unmolested. Here is what I have learned:

1.     For many days now we have been sailing with several young Israeli Nationals who don’t talk but are very noticeable especially on Deck 5 when they are on duty and the fitness room when they are off-duty. These guys are private contractors hired by Oceania and are all former Israeli military veterans. I have been doing a little reading on these guys and they are the best in the business. I think we are in good hands.
2.     On leaving port last night we entered a heavily patrolled international shipping lane. We have already seen two warships and naval patrol aircraft this morning and as long as we stay in the lane the international fleet, which includes a Canadian destroyer, monitors our progress and has aircraft available if an emergency develops.
3.     In addition, Oceania has their best guy looking after us! I did not know this when we boarded the Nautica, but our Captain has experience with Somalian pirates. He received international acclaim for his actions in 2008 when he successfully avoided a group of these bad guys. Here is the press release from 2008:
  
  "On November 30, 2008, at approximately 0928 local time, 0528 GMT, M/S NAUTICA was transiting through the Gulf of Aden within the prescribed Maritime Safety Protection Area which is patrolled by international anti-piracy task forces. As the vessel sailed past several groups of non-hostile fishing vessels, two small skiffs were sighted by the Officer on Duty and deemed potentially hostile. The skiffs, approaching from a range of approximately 1000 meters, attempted to intercept the vessel's course.

"Captain Jurica Brajcic and his officers immediately began evasive maneuvers and took all prescribed precautions. NAUTICA was immediately brought to flank speed and was able to out run the two skiffs. One of the skiffs did manage to close the range to approximately 300 yards and fired eight rifle shots in the direction of the vessel before trailing off. No one aboard NAUTICA was harmed and no damage was sustained.

"All guests and crew onboard are safe and there were no injuries. All requisite international authorities have been notified and all anti-piracy precautions were in place prior to the event and all necessary measures were taken during the event."

Be assured that between the International Fleet, our Captain, his crew and the Israeli guys we are in good hands and will safely reach our next stop in Aqaba, Jordan later this week. As an added defensive precaution, I have been honing my most lethal duck-hook shot into the driving nets on Deck 10. If we have any trouble I will be up there firing away.

Ali keeping camels off the road

Beach on road to Yemen


Ali showing how to get Frankincense


Job's Tomb

View from Job's Tomb

Garden at Job's Tomb

Surprise in the souk




Sunday, 24 April 2011

Return to Muscat


Since the ship had nothing better to do as we headed towards the Horn of Africa we returned to Muscat yesterday. As you recall we were here after crossing the Indian Ocean from India, before we entered the Persian Gulf. We had such a positive experience here the first time that neither of us thought that a repeat visit was necessarily a bad thing. In a nutshell, Muscat is spotless and feels very safe. It has plenty of old world charm and yet it is very modern too. It is quite an extraordinary place.
  
We had no organized tour, so we made up our own tour again. We took the bus into the souk in the old town and there we met Naji Al Mashrafi, who we learned is an Omani National and a proud member of one of the ‘Big Four’ families in this beautiful country. Naji asked us if we would like a private tour. We had already seen the Palace, the Grand Mosque, the fish market and the souk in old town, so we told him we were interested in going to the beach because we thought we had seen it all. In the literature that we received on the ship, we read that Bandar Jisswah Beach was highly recommended, so we asked if he could take us there? He told us that we would not enjoy that particular beach and that the place we should really go to was  The Omani Diving Centre. He further stated that he would take us there for 10 Rials ($36 U.S.). The guy looked a little like one of the O’Donoghue boys from down the street that I grew up on, so I thought we could trust him and off we went.

Sometimes you have to go with your gut. This guy did not steer us wrong. He took us to the most beautiful place that I have ever seen. The Omani Diving Centre is located at the end of a long and shallow, protected bay. The beach at the end of the bay is flanked on both sides by high, rocky cliffs. The cliffs are wind worn at the top and wave worn at the bottom.  From the beach the bay runs out to the east and then turns to the north before opening into the Arabian Sea.  Looking east from the beach you can see the Shangra La’s Barr Al Jissah Resort property, which is perched up on the adjacent cliffs. The whole scene is almost surreal it is so beautiful. Sadly the pictures do not do this place justice, you have to see it to believe it.

We knew our limit at the beach was about 1.5 hours in 44 degree C heat so we trustingly asked Naji to come back after 2 hours. As in Fujairah with our Pakistani friend, there was no deposit asked for and we did not pay for the trip from the port. And just like in Fujairah our driver was there, waiting for us at the appointed time.

Naji then commenced to give us the royal treatment and much more than we asked for on the way back to the port. Without us having paid him a nickel for the ride from town, he toured us though the Barr Al Jissah Resort, The Intercontinental’s, Al Bastan Palace where Queen Elizabeth, Hilary Clinton, Nicolas Sarkozy have all stayed, the Muscat Aquarium and several beautiful photo stops on the way back to town. At every stop he knew all the locals and we probably got into a couple of places that you normally wouldn’t be allowed to go if you didn’t have a guy like Naji with you. And to top it all off, he scooped up 8 large fish identification posters when we were at the aquarium and gave them to me to take back to Canada. He would not let me say no to this gift and now I have to figure out what crewmembers might want them because there is no way to get them home.

We have a real good buddy in Oman now. Raji gave us his card and told us that if any of my family or friends ever planned a trip to Oman to let him know. Just don’t come in May, June, July or August. The temperature goes up to 50 degrees C in the summer and Raji will be at his summer home in Salalah.

We will be in Salalah tomorrow! We are currently at sea heading south and it is cooler out here than it is in Muscat. The temperature is 28 degrees C and there is a nice little breeze. We have about 248 nautical miles to go and we are supposed to rattle that distance off before 8 am tomorrow morning, our scheduled docking time.  


Intercontinental Al Baston Palace Hotel

Inside the Palace's lobby

Al Jissah Resort

Al Jissah

Looking back at Omani Diving Centre from Al Jissah property



Omani Diving Centre

Omani Diving Centre looking down bay
to Al Jissah Hotel

Gym's favorite Beach so far


Gym's new friend Naji O'Donoghue

Back at port standing on Marble 'boardwalk'

Portuguese Fort build into mountain above old town



Baby Sea turtle at Aquarium 






Whale Bone



Aquarium and in left background the British Embassey




another pic inside the Palace lobby

Friday, 22 April 2011

Fujairah

Fujairah? What the heck? This is the first port I would not recommend. I wonder though who at Oceania negotiates the ports of call for each of the cruises that the company puts in their brochures? I want his job! Can you imagine jetting around the world and getting the silk glove treatment by government officials who want you to come to their country? Those sales pitches would be great but the deals themselves would be fun to negotiate too. I imagine the agreements would include things like which tour companies would be used, what restaurants and food services would be used, what goods would be supplied to the ship, what transportation companies would be contracted and what the docking fees and services would be provided. That job is right up my alley.

Perhaps that U.A.E. Agreement this year called for two stops and Fujairah had to be the second port. I don’t know, but this one was a bust. We were told there is nothing here and although that is not totally true, it is no Dubai. So you are probably curious to know what is around Fujairah, right?

Well, we were parked right across from the reason Fujairah made the world map. The mother of all refineries is here. F.R.C.L. or Fujairah Refinery Company Ltd. has a massive facility here and the tankers are lined up in the Gulf of Oman waiting to be either offloaded production from the offshore rigs or to fill up with refined hydrocarbon products. The city itself is like Edmonton. It was like we had already been to Calgary (Dubai) and the next stop was Edmonton!

Note: At this point I would like to apologize to my new friends Robert and Colleen Linttell who we met on the cruise. Although they are mostly from southern Alberta and now live in B.C., they spent many years in Edmonton.

Our other friends Roland and Brenda Anderson from the U.K. warned us about Fujairah and they were right so we organized our own tour this morning. We wandered into the city center in search of a cab and were happy to find a recent immigrant from Pakistan who told us with the help of a friend that he would drive us 100 kilometers back towards Dubai (let’s call it Red Deer), to find a nice Beach.  On the way, his interpreter told us that we would pass the oldest mosque in this part of the world. We agreed on a price and he agreed that we would not have to pay until he dropped us at the ship after the trip, so we said let’s do it.

Our new friend Mohammed was really nice. He did take us to the Bidayi Mosque and past Fort Fujairah so we saw stuff that the other cruise passengers were paying tour guides to see. He also took us to a really great beach called Sandy Beach (I am not kidding). There are some nice hotels there and we had a great couple of hours surrounded by fun Russian tourists in 38 degree C heat. It was nice. It was nicer when we found Mohammad waiting for us where he said he would be a couple of hours later for the return trip to the ship. We tipped the gentlemen when he dropped us at the port. 

We are on our way back to Oman and eventually the Suez Canal. We will be heading back towards the equator again if it wasn’t already hot enough.  Don't worry Mom, I have been using sun screen.


Downtown Fujairah

Fujairah Traffic Circle

Fort Fujairah



Bidiya Mosque


Sandy Beach

The Beach at Sandy Beach

You can swim to the rock

Russians

By the hotel 

One of many mosques

Thursday, 21 April 2011

Dubai Encore

We have made the most of a couple of extra days in Dubai. We visited the two biggest malls and spent a day at the nicest beach in the city. We saw the Ski Hill in the Emirates Mall and we saw the Aquarium in the Dubai Mall. It is easy to get around here and the transportation is cheap. The taxis in Dubai are plentiful and the mass transit is something else here, you have to see the pictures to get a sense of it.

However, we were not allowed to take pictures at the beach, so I will just have to describe it for you. We had our camera, but we did not hall it out of our bag because let’s face it we did not want to have it confiscated. Remember, as open a country as this is, Dubai is still a totalitarian Islamic state. There is probably no freedom of expression written into the constitution. In fact, I doubt that there is a constitution that grants any rights to ‘foreigners’.  So why invite trouble?

Jumeira Beach Park is a public beach but they charge 5 Dirhams ($1.30) at the entrance, which allows the visitor access to this beautiful gated park. Once inside the gate you encounter a lush green belt that is crisscrossed by walkways that lead you by both closed and air-conditioned restaurants and open stalls that serve sandwiches and cold drinks. You then walk over a rise that separates the green belt from the beach. At this point there are change rooms and showers and you can rent umbrellas and chairs. The chairs were 15 Dirhams each and the umbrella was 10 Dirhams. So after arriving with just a bag containing bathing suits, sunglasses and flip-flops we were set up on the beach with furniture for the equivalent of $7.00 including entrance fee. The white sand was very fine, not quite sifted flour but not much grittier. The sea in the Persian Gulf was a beautiful shade of bright blue. The swimming areas were very safe with just gentle surf lapping up on the shore, no rip tides. The water was cool and clear.  Now I am not a Beach guy but I know a good beach when I see one and Jumeira ranks right up there as one of the nicest I have ever seen.

Here are those photos:



Dubai Metro Station - fully air conditioned


Renting skis in Dubai's Emirates Mall

Gold To Go at Emirates Mall

Skiing in Dubai

Dubai Mall and we could not get all the levels in the frame

Sculpture at Dubai Mall

Garden at Entrace to Beach


Grouper getting teeth cleaned by smaller fish

Sammy


Scuba in Dubai Mall

Frank
Dubai also has Air Conditioned Bus Stops

Cunard's QE2 parked behind the rocks

We have left the port of Dubai and are currently en route to Fujairah, also in the U.A.E. and will spend Good Friday there. We will be passing through the Straight of Hormuz tonight and back into the Arabian Sea. We are going to do a couple of more beaches in the days to come so I will have something compare with the Persian Gulf.

Cheers for now!  

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